Chapter 599

Fang's old house.

all is quiet at dead of night.

However, no matter whether there are two families of Fang Guoqing, the eldest brother and Fang Guoguo, the third brother sleeping on the second floor, or Fang Zhulian, the third sister sleeping on the first floor, none of them really fell asleep.

In a room on the second floor, Fang Guoqing quietly sat up from the bed, put on his clothes, walked to the window and looked out of the window.

In the dark night in the countryside, there are no neon lights in the city. It's dark outside the window and you can't see anything.

"What's the matter?"

Fang Guoqing heard his wife's inquiry behind him. He turned his head and looked at Song Yan, "you didn't sleep?"

Song Yan sat up in her clothes, leaned her back against the head of the bed, sighed and said faintly, "Xiao Yao is leaving the day after tomorrow. How can I sleep?"

"I used to hate my son, but now I hate my daughter-in-law?"

Fang Guoqing couldn't help laughing.

"My daughter-in-law is so good that even your old man likes her. Of course I can't bear to let her go."

Song Yan glanced at Fang Guoqing and suddenly said:

"I know what you're thinking. In the future, in addition to the Spring Festival, we'll all come to see our parents on the Dragon Boat Festival, the Mid Autumn Festival and new year's day, OK?"

"Good, good!" Fang Guoqing nodded again and again.

Song Yan stared at him and said, "look at you like that. I don't know. I thought I stopped you from going back to your hometown to see your mother, old man!"

Fang Guoqing said with a smile, "yes, it's all because my old man was bad to you before. Now he and my mother are old. Two old people are in such a remote place. In case there's anything, no one knows."

"Alas."

Song Yan sighed again: "I'll call my mother more in the future."

"Can't mom use a cell phone?" Fang Guoqing was surprised.

"Xiao Yao has just taught her mother to make phone calls with her mobile phone. Look, ha, you haven't got a sensible daughter-in-law yet!"

Song Yan began to scold her husband again.

Fang Guoqing naturally won't expose song Yanqi, but he was despised by the old man and couldn't get along with Fang Zhulian, so he didn't want him to contact his hometown in the mountain city.

However, when he came back this time, he suddenly found

Parents are really old.

Besides coming back every Spring Festival, he never cared about his parents at all. He didn't even know when the old man who never smiled learned to play erhu and went to participate in the competition of township art troupes.

In fact, the gap between people is never determined by distance.

Fang Guoqing returned to bed, raised his hand and took his wife's shoulder. Suddenly, he was afraid:

"You said that when we get old in the future, will Shengnan, Xiaole and us be like me and my father?"

"Certainly not. Xiao Yao is so sensible. Xiao Xiong is also a sensible person. He won't."

Song Yan patted her husband, "don't talk nonsense!" Then he held his husband's waist with his back hand.

But perhaps Miss Fang has gained weight again recently. Ms. song found that her arm could not ring her husband's waist, so she pushed away each other.

Fang Guoqing coughed, slightly embarrassed and said, "sleep."

They lay down. In the dark, song Yan suddenly asked, "you said that Xiaole and Xiaoyao would tell the outside world that they played with their friends for a long time."

At present, the affairs between Fang Xiaole and Lin Yao are limited to the brothers and sisters of the Fang family and the Song family. Fang Xiaole also explained to his parents that once Lin Yao's current identity discloses their relationship, I'm afraid they will face a lot of things.

"That may depend on their two plans to get married for a long time. Oh, the marriage must be announced." Fang Guoqing said.

"So they've been married for a long time?" Speaking of this, song Yan's eyes began to shine.

"Don't worry about that. When your son is old, he has a sense of propriety. Don't scare other Xiaoyao at that time."

Fang Guoqing reluctantly reminded him, yawned and said, "sleep."

"Hum!" Song Yan snorted discontentedly. Seeing that her husband stopped talking, she had to sleep with the dream of hearing Xiao Yao call herself "Mom" one day.

......

In the next room, Lin Yao and Fang Xiaole didn't sleep either.

To be exact, both of them are still fully dressed and are not ready to sleep at all.

Shortly after dinner, Zhang Bo, Hong Sanshi and Zhao Yue left. Fang Xiaole and Lin Yao made an appointment with them to meet in the mountain city tomorrow.

On the morning of the sixth day of the lunar new year, Lin Yao and Zhao Yue will go back to Kyoto together, while Fang Xiaole will go directly back to Yunhai.

After the Spring Festival, they have to start their own work.

In early March, when the recording of my daughter began, the two met again and had to date on the program.

However, at this time, neither of them had time to think about the later things.

Because they are going to sleep in the same bed for the first time.

Originally, Fang Xiaole planned to let Fang Shengnan sleep with Lin Yao like in Dengcheng, while he slept in a room with Xiong Sangou.

But under grandma's eager eyes, they had to nod and promise to sleep in the same room.

"I, I changed my clothes."

Lin Yao whispered.

"OK, I'll turn around."

Fang Xiaole hurried.

In fact, he and Lin Yao have done everything they should do between them except the last obstacle.

But now this situation, somehow, always feels a little unnatural.

"It doesn't matter... Just turn off the light."

Lin Yao whispered.

"OK, I'll turn off the light."

Fang Xiaole went to the door and turned off the light.

The room fell into darkness.

There was a rustle of clothes in the room.

oh dear!

Suddenly, Lin Yao exclaimed, and then there was a bang.

"What's the matter?"

Fang Xiaole hurried over, but the light was too dark. He could only vaguely see a beautiful figure standing in front of the bed.

"No, it's okay. I accidentally hit my head."

Lin Yao said softly and timidly, "I'm sorry, husband, I'm too stupid."

"That..."

Fang Xiaole asked, "it's a little too dark. Can't you see clearly?"

Lin Yao whispered, "well..."

Fang Xiaole licked his lips, hesitated, and finally asked, "why don't I help you."

"Ah?" Lin Yao probably didn't expect him to say so. He didn't react for the moment.

"Well, forget it. I'd better turn on the light and I'll turn around."

Fang Xiaole hurried.

Then he went to the position of the light switch at the door.

"Wait."

Lin Yao suddenly shouted.

Fang Xiaole stopped and looked back at the beautiful fuzzy figure.

"You, you, you help me."

Lin Yao's voice was like a mosquito, but in the quiet night, her voice clearly penetrated Fang Xiaole's ear.

"OK."

Fang Xiaole's voice trembled a little and walked slowly towards the figure.

Approached and asked in a low voice, "well... Take off your clothes or pants first?"

"Pants, pants."

Lin Yao lowered her head and couldn't see her expression clearly.

Fang Xiaole's hand stretched down, touched her hand and said in surprise, "why is your hand so hot?"

"It's all right. It's a little hot. Here, here."

Lin Yao answered in a low voice, raised her hand, grabbed Fang Xiaole's hand and stretched out in the direction of her jeans button.